Lita sat back and watched as Matt pressed an ice pack to the back of his head.

"Feeling better?" She asked sweetly. Matt nodded obviously still in pain. "Good." She said as he leaned forward so Lita could check the lump on his head.

"Well, it doesn't look too bad. Are you dizzy?" She asked stroking his cheek absently as she spoke.

"No, I think I'll be okay." Matt smiled turning to look into her eyes. Suddenly very uncomfortable, Lita stood up pacing slowly.

"What happened exactly?" Lita asked after a long silence. Matt sighed heavily.

"I really don't want to tell you about all that." He said staring at her feet as she walked.

"Why not? Did you start it?" She asked pointedly waiting for him to squirm.

"No, no nothing like that. It's just that I know that you two are close." He watched as she listened. "I don't want to say anything negative. You already know how I feel about him.

"Matt, I think I need to know anyway." Lita had to see what he'd do. Matt stood up and stretched before walking over to her and touching her cheek softly. Lita sighed at his familiar scent. Her head reeled.

"You know I still love you right?" Matt whispered chancing a hand on her back. "I always have..." Lita nodded absently as she leaned into him.

"Matt, no..." She breathed trying desperately to fight her emotions; a big part of her ached to give in to him. "What are you trying to do?"

"I'm sorry..." He said pulling back slightly. "It's just hard not to touch you." Matt looked up slowly to make eye contact. Lita blushed and turned away. For some reason, she couldn't remember why she was angry in the first place.

"Lita..." He started, doing his best to sound earnest. "We're good together... We're supposed to be together."

"Just tell me what happened." She changed the subject. Lita needed to get away from his train of thought.

Matt Hardy opened his mouth to protest but stopped. His head dropped and he let out a deep sigh.

"Okay, I'll tell you..." He started. "...But I don't know why it's so important to you."

"It doesn't matter why, it just is." Lita said leaning back against a locker and folding her arms.

"I was looking for you..." He started again. "I knew Kane would know where to find you so I took a chance and knocked on his door." Lita listened but showed no emotion. "I asked him where you were and...and he got irate." Matt said clearly becoming agitated. "He told me not to try for you...that I had no business even thinking about you. Then he grabbed me..." He unconsciously reached back and touching the bump on his head. "Lita, I don't know what that was about... He tried to kill me."

"He tried to kill you?" Matt nodded hugging one knee to his chest. Lita didn't want to believe him but he looked so shaken. It tugged on her heartstrings. Part of her still loved this man and it was all she could do not to go to him.

She hardened her resolve and stayed put.

"Lita I..." He said leaning back and covering his face with his hand.

Lita's breath caught. Was he crying? Suddenly she didn't know what to do. Her stomach knotted tight as a tear rolled down his cheek.

"...I just wanted to see you." He gasped wiping at the wetness.

"Don't do this." Lita finally mustered waving her had anxiously.

Matt stood up walking to her for comfort.

"Give me one more chance. I can't live without you." Matt said pulling her to him and burying his face in her long red hair.

"Matt, Please..." She moaned softly suddenly very comfortable against him. Lita reeled in his familiar smell.

"Don't... don't pull away. You're my girl. You've always been my girl." He sobbed. "Lita, you can't change fate."

Lita pulled away from his grasp and stepped out of his reach as she wiped at her eyes. He'd seen her cry enough to last two lifetimes.

"I can't!" She cried. "I can't keep doing this with you. Matt please just let me go!" Matt flinched visibly at her words.

"I can't let you go." He said softly reaching for her hand. "I love you too much."

"Look, I've got to get ready for my match." She said edging toward the door.

"Please come talk to me later." He asked hopefully, looking at her through watery eyes. Lita didn't respond.

"I've got to go."

"Please..." He said again as she walked out. Lita relented, nodding and shut the door behind her.

Matt couldn't help but grin as he sat down on a bench.

"Beautiful..." He said to himself. "...Right where I wanted her."

Matt wiped away the last of his crocodile tears and left for the weight room.